Since the last time I wrote, my life took a serious turn. My senior year at Shippensburg U. Be strong, be bold. Starting with the man in the mirror. Is being a grown up what I thought it would be? Be strong, be bold, be free.

This is somewhere that I will just be posting random papers I have written throughout my school years. Some of them may not be interesting and some of them might. Later on I will be posting stories that I just think up. Hope you enjoy them! Wednesday, December 16, 2009. A poem I wrote about Christmas. I was sitting at the cold front window. I was hoping for a cool Nintendo. Outside kids were having snowball fights. I wanted some new boots to take some hikes. Family should be arriving sometime soon.

I Think My Neighbor is a Zombie. Tuesday, September 7, 2010. Things tend stay rather quiet around here. That suits everybody just fine. Sunday, September 5, 2010. Thursday, September 2, 2010. It seems they had had a fairly intense workout, outside in the heat, when someone threw a line drive pass at Danny Osmud. T see it and it hit him right square. In the chest and I remember hearing a report about.

And though I know nothing of silence,. I would assume that the dull whirring of machines. Mirrors the soothing nature of the wind. As it rustles swaying leaves. And no, not of my soul. But of my voice as it hits white walls,. Staircases, dusty furniture and yoga mats. There is a ticking of the clock. The repetitive rhythm is often an afterthought. As it blends in with the sound of a beating heart. See, although there is blood running. Words rushing through my brain.